Vasto Grom Poems

Slowly it rises
It makes my breathing ragged
My vision narrows
Even my thoughts slow
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As I open the furnace door I feel the flame grow
I hear the crackling and a smile cracks across my face
As the fire begins to spew from the opening a sweet and twisted bliss begins to fill me
And as the flames spread to everything in sight I can't help but laugh
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Some people in life wish to be loved.
Others wish only to be feared.
However I simply wish to be despised.
To be hated by my friends and family.
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His eyes are cold as ice
and they are always watching

His mouth never moves
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I long to hurt people, but only those that have ruined or taken lives.
Does this make me evil?
I am human, yet that part of me sickens me to my core.
Does this make me disturbed?
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I can still hear them
Their cries and their screams
Echoing throughout the darkness
I can feel the cold of their tears
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Welcome everybody
I am so glad to see
You all aboard my ship
You may call me Captain Rave Slendy
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Not too long ago
I had a dear friend
But now because of her lover
Our decade long relationship is at an end
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When all the light that brings warmth to your heart goes out.
And you no longer find yourself able to stand the pain that this world hands down to you.
Raise your voice to me and I shall appear.
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I have not cried for anything real in over ten years.

I cry when I dream, when I pretend, even when I read.
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